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Doctor Fell 



DO not like thee, Doctor Fell; 
The reason why I cannot tell. 
But this I know, and know 
full well, 

I do not like thee, Doctor Fell. 



The Crooked Song 

THERE was a crooked man, 
and he went a crooked mile, 
He found a crooked sixpence 
beside a crooked stile; 

He bought a crooked cat, which 
caught a crooked mouse, 
And they all lived together in 
a little crooked house. 



A IVonderful Thing 



I went to Bonner 
I met a pig 
Without a wig 
pon my word and 
honor. 


Little Robin Redbreast 

LITTLE ROBIN REDBREAST 
sat upon a tree; 

Up went Pussy Cat and down 
went he. 

Down came Pussy Cat, and 
away Robin ran; 

Says Little Robin Redbreast: 
“Catch me if you can.” 




Two Little Birds 

INHERE were two Blackbirds 
Sat upon a hill, 

The one named Jack, 

The other named Jill. 

Fly away, Jack! 

Fly away, Jill! 

Come again, Jack! 

Come again, Jill! 


IVhither? 

L ITTLE maid, pretty maid, 
whither goest thou?” 

‘ ‘Down in the forest to milk my cow. ” 
‘"Shall I go with thee?” “No, not now; 
When I send for thee, then come 
thou!” 




finishes 



F WISHES were horses, 
beggars would ride; 

If turnips were watches, 
I would wear one by 
my side. 


If 


IF all the world were apple- 
pie, 

And all the water ink, 

What should we do for bread 
and cheese? 

What should we do for drink? 



I Had a Little Pony 

I HAD a little pony, 

His name was Dapple-Grey, 

I lent him to a lady, 

To ride a mile away. 

She whipped him, she lashed him, 
She rode him through the mire; 

I would not lend my pony now 
For all the lady’s hire. 


Nanny Etticoat 

LITTLE NANNY ETTICOAT 
In a white petticoat 
And a red nose; 

The longer she stands 
The shorter she grows. 




Diddle Diddle Dumpling 

DIDDLE diddle dumpling, my 
son John, 

Went to bed with his breeches 
on, 

One stocking off, and one stock- 
ing on, 

Diddle diddle dumpling, my son 
John. 


Humpty- Dumpty 

HUMPTY-DUMPTY sat on a 
wall, 

Humpty-Dumpty had a great 
fall; 

Threescore men, and three- 
score more, 

Cannot place Humpty- 
Dumpty as he was before. 



TVHIS Book of Rhymes of Olde Tymes 
•** was printed at Central High School 
Press, Saint Louis, Missouri, by 


Group “B” 
Apprentice Printers 


September, Nineteen Twenty-One 




















Under joint direction of The Board of Education • The Ben Franklin Gub 
Typographical Union No. 8 


Atwood n. beeman 

Instructor ■ CLASSES IN PRINTING 
St. Louis High Schools 


“ ^Plough deep 'while sluggards sleep ” — B. Franklin, Printer 


THIS BOOK is sent as an illustration ef 
motivation in the modern teaching of a 
technical trade subject. It was produced 
entirely by pupils in Printing at the Central 
High School, Saint Louis, in co-operative 
work carried on betw 3en the Printing and 
the Art Departments. 



















































